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He rode with joints ablaze

with pain and heart too heavy.
The squire at his side

brought the telling: the sword

is readied, the castle near-by.
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His horse, as old as his cloak

and steel, snorted white breath

on the black night air 

and they rode toward revenge

for his beloved heir 

turning into unavenged

ashes.

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Lady A

01-30-13

6:27p

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